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In the early spring of the tenth year of Qingjing, the next successor of Zhaotu Snow Mountain was selected by divine fortune.
Lao Banshi came to Nie Weiyu with a note that no one had read: "The origin is chaotic and cannot be traced, and the road ahead is still unknown."
Nie Weiyu couldn't understand the mystery behind the old monk's words. He opened the note and said with disgust, "If you don't say common words, you won't help."
"Bring him safely and intact to the top of the snow-capped mountains."
Zhaotu has never elected the next person in the capital. Nie Weiyu raised his eyebrows and read out the name:
"Shique." A surname rarely heard before.
Lao Banshi was stunned for a moment and took back the note, "I'm sorry I gave it to the wrong person. Someone sent this to pray for salvation today."
"..."
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Meng Du remembered the first words Nie Weiyu said when he came to save him.
She said, don't die, you still have an honorable rest of your life.
He thought this was a deceptive trick of black and white. How could someone as unfortunate and humble as him gain fame and admiration.
The darkness around him was more frightening than the night his father died,
No one would want him alive.
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Shi Que saw that his tomb was in the north of the barren mountain. When Nie Weiyu offered incense, he inserted one into his grave.
"This is a noble man who went to Beijing, a rare breeze and bright moon in the world..."
Many kind words flowed out, and Shi Que asked her with a half-suspicious smile how she knew such a noble person who died young.
Meng Du inexplicably heard a strange emotion while burning paper nearby.
Nie Weiyu actually didn't know him, she only knew that he was a powerful person in a high position in the royal family, a young hero praised by her father, and His Royal Highness King Jing Jia who unfortunately died on Bailiang Island just one step away.
Her father said he died unjustly.
Intention: It is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, and the human heart is unpredictable
